A daughter's plea

You taught me all wrong, Dad
You told me that my smiles bring you joy
But my smiles make me look a flirt, an enchantress
This is what they tell me with their  eyes full of lust
You told me to be straight forward and transparent as water
But my outlook is questioned now and then
You taught me to be humble
They think I am timid
You taught me values
My politeness is misunderstood
Dad
Make everyone as simple as you are
Or I will become mad one day
Correcting and explaining

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